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Question of the week.

Everything is new; it’s still school like middle school was, but it’s bigger and more complicated. And there’s more home-work.

And I’m tired all the time from waking up at 6 am to get everyone out the door in time to ride the traffic and get into my office.

Sometimes I wonder how the seniors will think of me. Did I miss drool on my shoulder? Did I get milk everywhere?

Were they better at it than me when they were freshmen?

How fast can I get lunch down my throat so I have time to catch up on overdue assignments?

I miss my baby; he’s having fun with another girl and I have to try not to think about it while reading stats or writing documents.

And it’s all so new and overwhelming; I know yawning during meetings isn’t nice; but it’s not you, teacher, it’s me.

And as weird as this sounds, expressing milk locked up in my office, with occasional door-knocking – I feel like an awkward teenager trying to work out a tampon in the bathroom stall while the cool girls are standing by the mirror putting on lipstick.

Did I forget to pack all my textbooks… milk… to take home? Nope, gotta turn back and get the rest of my stuff. Now I’m late and my ride won’t be pleased.